Who inspired H&M's Winter 2010 Mannequins?

Frizzy, red Afros are infiltrating the retailer coined as H&M all over the country.  But who inspired this wily, unkempt look?  Our raving reporter Pansy Pumpernickel knocked on every door, and searched every corner for answers.  After numerous dead ends, she finally received legitimate confirmation from the company's own visual manager, Kiki McGee. 




P.P.  Kiki....May I call you Kiki?

K.M.  Certainly.

P.P.  After searching every niche and crevice in the universe, I must know.  Rather, the world must know.  Who inspired the kinky, ginger afros gracing the retail mecca known as H&M?

K.M. This is delicate information.  But, Ashley did.  Ashley Yazzie.  Her insane frizz was the inspiration for our winter 2010 mannequins.

P.P.  You don't say?  But her hair usually looks relatively tame!

K.M.  Tut, tut.  Then you've never seen Ashley right after she wakes up, or whilst enduring intense humidity, nor when she allows her locks to roam without product or constraints.  

P.P.  I must confess, I am completely shocked and dismayed.  

K.M.  And yet we at H&M embrace Mrs. Yazzie for her troll-like hair.  It reminds one of simpler, happier, and luckier times.  

P.P.  There you have it.  The mystery has been solved.  Ashley Yazzie's crazy coils inspire retailers and buyers alike to embrace their inner, and outer Afros. 

Creativity Tuesday on a Wednesday: What I'm reading.

Remember when I did the rave film review of THE DIVING BELL AND THE BUTTERFLY {here?}  Well, husband bought me the book that inspired the screenplay.  I started it three months ago, then promptly misplaced it in a suitcase for two months.  I recently unearthed it, and now I'm back to cherishing it.  It's a gentle read, with most chapters being two page vignettes.  I'm in awe that every painstaking word was constructed via his only means of communication; the blinking of his left eye.  If he can wright a book through such utterly desperate means, what can you and I achieve with our full faculties?  This book humbles me, and inspires. 




The following excerpt relates to the vivid, imaginary feasts Bauby creates in his mind, as he can no longer eat for himself.




"Now I cultivate the art of simmering memories.  You can sit down to a meal at any hour, with no fuss or ceremony.  If it's a restaurant, no need to call ahead.  If I do the cooking, it is always a success.  The boeuf bourguignon is tender, the boeuf en gelee translucent, the apricot pie possesses just the requisite tartness.  Depending on my  mood, I treat myself to a dozen snails, a plate of Alsatian sausage with sauerkraut, and a bottle of Gewurztraminer; or else I savor a simple soft boiled egg with fingers of toast and lightly salted butter.  What a banquet!  The yolk flows warmly over my palate and down my throat.  And indigestion is never a problem."

Muddy.

Nothing says Christmas Eve like an extremely muddy run through Griffith Park.

It came upon a midnight clear.

Christmas came to our home.  In the morning we binged on doughnuts, played Christmas records, and called our families in Arizona and New Mexico. Each member of the Yazzie family had exactly three gifts to open.  Soba received; a dog tag from our neighbor Fred, green and red raw hides, and snowman toys. Bryan received; a wool blanket, a work pack, and lessons for archery.  I received; a wool cardigan, a native print romper, and a beautiful silk frock. {loved!}  Side note:  I had several costume changes during Christmas. 

Being from the southwest, our family has a tradition of eating Mexican food for Christmas. This year I made rice, beans, corn, sauteed shrimp, guacamole and chips, and let Trader Joe's provide the enchiladas and tamales.  It was delicioso.  I love my little family.  Do you have any odd Christmas traditions?

Merry Grinchmas.

This little family wishes you the Merriest Christmas. We had such a lovely Christmas Eve dinner with friends and much cheer. Today was incredibly enriching spending time together, watching the Beavis and Butt-Head Christmas special, eating our traditional Mexican dinner, and opening presents. {Pictures to come!} Most of all, we are grateful for the birth of the Christ child. For His life, ministry, and atonement. Merry Christmas.  

Our Bunnie-Moon.

My Bunnie wreaks of hotness. For our Bunnie-Moon this year we exchanged gifts in the morning. For the Seven year mark the traditional materials are copper and wool.  These are extremely difficult materials! And Bryan is so tough to impress when it comes to gifts. I scoured the earth for the perfect gift; online, e-bay, thrift stores, you name it. I couldn't find it. Then I visited an adorable store in Silverlake and found a copper necklace with an arrowhead-esque charm on it. I loved it.  But would my Bunnie be impressed? He was! He totally dug it. I was so excited that he was pleased. Isn't the necklace rad? Isn't my sweetheart dashing? He is the coolest guy I know. I'll be back to show you the BRILLIANT gift he gave me!  

What I Wore Wednesday: Purple Rain T-Shirt.

Yes, I occasionally wear a t-shirt.  Not often.  Usually not out of the house {like today.} But occasionally. It's a rare bread of woman that looks hot in a t-shirt. I'm just not that girl. It doesn't play up my assets. But, I'm in love with Prince, and PURPLE RAIN. He's iconic. He's the soundtrack of my childhood. He makes me want to wear leather and throw a wrench into the system.